This is a song about "Above me"

Is all of the above

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Admit that you deny the one above,

I bet they think it they soar above me

And now that i’m getting money

But she is above all others

Let's enjoy our younger years

Me, i'm the dispatcher of the rapper that's above my clapper

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Desperately praying above guess what god said to me

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Are looming up above me 'cuz i have such a dark past,

Let's have a toast for this new love

Turned to be wheat mystics left above